2:45pm- I was walking down Richland Hwy. looking for some woods to camp out in and stay pretty close to my bicycle pile. Things never turn out like there suppose too, do they? A kid pulled up and said you wanna go to Raliegh? You betcha! I may have messed up leaving Jacksonville like that, but this is suppose to be an adventure, right? I liked Fred and Eric, but both are colledge grads, both so much better than most, and both homeless, go figure.
My new found friend is in the military and is being shipped out next week and he says looks like we may be going into Iraq. I'm wondering why Iraq? But I have been out of the loop, so I have no idea what the status of the bombing in New York now. Check this out he said his name is PFC Ryan. I seen a movie about a private Ryan, somewhere.
We stopped at a Food Lion and he went inside and came back out with a bag of groceries for me. Then on the road again. We got to Raliegh in the dark and I got out near the airport and don't know what part of town I'm on. We stopped in the middle of a side street and stood in the street while he prayed. They sure pray a lot up here. Now the hard part of finding a camp site.
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